Inhumans always want to be my little brother

Lin Shiran's face was flushed red, he didn't know why the little ball suddenly turned into Guan Hong, he just flashed in his mind the image of Guan Hong lying on the bed and just waking up when he went back to the hotel that day .

Fortunately, Guan Hong didn't mind, he just made a joke with him and asked him to rest early.

It will take a while for the Guan Hong transformed into the ball of light to dissipate. After Lin Shiran took a shower, it was still lying on the bed.

Lin Shiran knew it was fake, the real Guan Tianshi should be next door now, but the illusion on the bed was too real.

Phantom closed his eyes and was covered with a thin quilt. Because he slept soundly, his breathing was very even.

Lin Shiran brushed his half-dried hair and approached the bed.

Looking at "Guan Hong" on the bed, Lin Shiran sat cross-legged on the carpet, waiting for it to dissipate.

The illusion slowly becomes transparent over time.Lin Shiran stared at it for a long time, and thought: Guan Tianshi's facial features are so beautiful, just like the statues carved by artists.

Lin Shiran couldn't help but want to touch the brow bone of "Guan Hong" to see how it differs from ordinary people?Why does the same brow bone look so good on Guan Hong's face?

When his fingertips touched the brow of the other party, Lin Shiran felt that his fingertips were electrified, and immediately retracted them.

What's going on here?

Also after taking a shower, sitting on the beanbag sofa next to the wall, Guan Hong stroked his brow and smiled slightly.

"Hey..." He was really bad.

The illusion touched by Lin Shiran disappeared immediately, and while Lin Shiran breathed a sigh of relief, he felt an inexplicable sense of loss.

He lay down where the phantom disappeared, and after closing his eyes, all sorts of strange thoughts suddenly occurred to him.

Is this the place where Guan Tianshi lay down?So rounding it up, is it considered that they share the same bed?

Lin Shiran was so startled by his own thoughts that he sat up, and his face, which had just cooled down after taking a bath, gradually became hot again, turning as red as a boiled crab.

He silently moved away and rolled to the pillow next to him, as if he was leaving the position next to him for someone.

Lin Shiran covered the quilt, looked at the empty seat where the phantom disappeared, pursed the corners of his mouth, tried not to look too happy, and whispered: "Good night."

He didn't think about those things, Guan Tianshi is the flower of Gaoling, no one can tarnish that kind!That's right!

With this in mind, Lin Shiran fell asleep.

Ever since Lin Shiran obtained the silver ring, he began to have the same dream. The person in the dream looked exactly like him, but was dressed differently. From the dream, he learned how to use the silver ring.

But today's dream seems to be different.

The white mist in front of his eyes was hazy, Lin Shiran stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes. The silver ring on the index finger of his left hand was not like silver, but more like a white jade ring.

He lowered his head and saw a small stone pit under his feet filled with water.

Here is a stone pool.Lin Shiran seemed to be very familiar with this place, even if the white mist covered his sight, he could still know the direction.

Lin Shiran stepped forward, and the white mist gradually dispersed as he walked.

In his line of sight, the small puddle in front of him was slightly red in color.

As if in memory, he could smell a rusty smell.

"Who's there?" Lin Shiran heard his own voice.

Crash.The sound of the water ahead is getting louder.

Lin Shiran walked forward quickly, the white mist receded towards both sides, and suddenly a pool of water appeared in front of him, and the pool was different from the clearness in Lin Shiran's imagination, its original color should be clear Bise, but now stained with blood red.

The most intense red is concentrated in the center of the pool, spreading out around it.

"Come out!" Lin Shiran was furious, as if someone had broken into his private domain, and felt very dissatisfied.

Lin Shiran shook his sleeves angrily, put his fingers together, and pointed towards the water pool!

The surface of the pool froze at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Lin Shiran stepped on the ice and walked towards the center of the pool.

What he was walking on was an icy road that could only be walked by one person.

"Isn't it impolite for you to come in without saying hello to the owner of Yaotan?" Lin Shiran gritted his teeth, squatted on the ice, and looked into the deep red bloody water.

I don't know how badly this person was injured and how much blood was shed.

Lin Shiran could only see blood, but couldn't see what was going on underneath.

A few bubbles appeared in the blood, which seemed to be the response of the people below.

Lin Shiran was very happy.

what is this?

Just as Lin Shiran straightened his waist, and was about to drain the aura of Yaotan directly, he suddenly heard the sound of wind blowing past his ears!

A black iron sword flew over, floating in mid-air, as if "looking" at Lin Shiran.

This seemingly ordinary iron sword exudes a strong evil spirit, which makes people feel uncomfortable, as if a little bit of it will cause them to fall into frenzy.

The iron sword swung around in front of Lin Shiran, with the hilt down and the tip up, hanging in the air where the blood was most intense, buzzing, as if protecting the lord.

"What do you mean? I don't understand your sword language." Lin Shiran didn't use a sword, of course he couldn't understand.

Lin Shiran simply sat down cross-legged on the ice, folded his arms around his chest, and said, "Your master is injured and wants to heal in my medicine lake, right?"

The iron sword floated up and down, indicating that he was right.

Lin Shiran tilted his head, his long hair fell aside with his movements.

"You used my medicine pool like this, shouldn't you leave something as a reward?"

After the voice fell, a few more bubbles appeared in the bloody water.

Tie Jian seemed to be in touch with the people in the blood.It floated above the bloody water and lay flat on the water. Such a heavy iron sword should have sunk, but it was able to float on the water.

The iron sword floated in front of Lin Shiran and stopped.

"What do you mean? Do you want to promise yourself?" Lin Shiran asked jokingly.

But the iron sword seemed to be responding to what he said, obediently set in his hand as if waiting for him to pick him up.

"Your evil spirit is too strong, and I will hurt myself if I hold you." Lin Shiran said something, with a disgusted expression on his face.

A strange yet familiar voice rang in his ear - "You can use it to ward off evil spirits."

Strange because Lin Shiran in the dream knew he had never heard this voice before, and familiar because Lin Shiran in reality seemed to have heard this voice somewhere.

"To ward off evil spirits? That's kind of useful. Recently, a ghost keeps coming to the door for no reason, and I'm so annoyed that I hide here." Lin Shiran heard his own complaint, "Okay, it will follow me first, wait When you are healed, I will give it back to you."

Lin Shiran in the dream is the same as Lin Shiran in reality, he will not ask too much greedily.

He just came to heal his wounds, and he just took away his artifact, so what's the difference between him and a liar?

Lin Shiran pointed at the iron sword, and the iron sword turned into a black hairpin, replacing the jade hairpin on Lin Shiran's head, and stuck it in his hair.

Just as he turned around and was about to leave, so that he could recover from his injuries, he heard the sound of water coming from behind.

"Thank you, Mr. Shiran." The magnetic voice was so familiar.

Lin Shiran's heart was pounding.

In the dream, I turned around and looked at the man in the pool.

That man looks exactly like Guan Hong.

The author has something to say: Guan Hong: Promise with your body.

Lin Shiran: I am Wenjian.

Guan Hong: Yes.Man and sword unite.

Lin Shiran: ...?